By the time I arrived in Moab UT, the chain was complaining to the point where I wasn't sure if i'd make it the remaining few miles to Arrowhead Motorsports, the resident dual-sport expert. He works out of his house but has a clean, detached garage for goods and service. I had set up the appointment the day before for 8am, when I found out he had a fresh chain in stock. My chain was indeed toast, and riding with such a thing had caused some additional wear on the front sprocket, but not to the point where it's unsafe. I was out of there by 11 including an hour of conversation. Jer was, at the same time, waiting for an oil filter for his bike to come in a few hundred miles away. I'm proposing we meet in Roswell NM, but I don't want to alienate jer from the planning process. Before heading south towards New Orleans I wanted to pass through Arches National Park, an impressive landscape with of course, many natural arches and other precarious spires like the balanced rock ...which, like the 'Mexican Hat' looks like it's a breeze away from falling on a tourist.
Aside from that i tried to water this tree with what I had on me, but it evaporated before it hit the ground.
I left Moab with Albuquerque NM in my sights and about 400 miles away but got hammered by sheeting rain at 7000 feet for 2 hours before I gave up 75 miles outside in a town called Cuba, pop 1100...
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